After our previous encounter, my girl (name?) and I spent many an evening engrossed in the most luscious boob-play.
Every night was a re-visitation to the pleasures that we'd experienced in our first encounters as consenting adults. My lips were run ragged by the overly excessive lashings of licks, sucks and kisses across her big breasts. Every one of those was a pleasure to experience. I never tired of admonishing her supple orbs.
A week later we were spooning on my couch, watching TV. My hand was well and truly stuffed under her shirt, tweaking the amazing softness of her nipples. Suddenly her mobile phone began ringing.
I asked her to ignore it but she answered it anyway, letting me grope her through the discussion.
I listened to her half of the conversation.
"Hi, how are you?... No I'm at my boyfriend's place... Can we catch up tomorrow?... Oh okay, let me check..." She covered the lower half of the phone and turned to me. "Would you mind if my best friend came over to visit?"
I was reluctant to agree because I was quite content with our current situation. I didn't want anyone coming around to disrupt any potential sexual interactions between me and my girl. The last thing I wanted was to stop playing with her tits.
I umm'd and ahhh'd, but then she said something that immediately changed my mind.
"You'll like her. She's a great girl and she's got big boobs like mine".
Well. Those were some magic words right there. How could I resist the company of two busty girls?
She jumped back on the phone and told her friend to come around.
Half an hour later there was a knock on the front door. My girl got up and proceeded to invite our guest inside. The two women entered the lounge room and I was immediately taken aback by my girl's cute friend. Her brunette hair flowed just beyond her shoulders and her dark eyes had a sexiness to them that made my pulse quicken. Her blouse was straining to keep her boobs contained and her small stature made them more prominent as their shape swelled beyond her lithe frame.
I think the look on my face was obvious enough for my girl to notice that I appreciated her friend's attributes. In fact, I think she'd been counting on it.
We all sat down on my couch and the girls got to talking. It was the usual chatter until their conversation started to get more intimate. Surprisingly, my girl started to talk more candidly about our recent exploits, even to the point of detailing the specifics of my hands and lips on her breasts! I must admit that I acquired a blush across my cheeks.
Her friend seemed to lap it all up quite matter-of-factly. So after each comment I simply nodded and agreed. I even reached across and rubbed my girl's boobs to demonstrate my actions. Her friend didn't show any sign of an uncomfortable reaction, but seemed to merely soaked it all in. I think I was more astounded than anyone else in the room.